Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Cried Wolf

Oh the story's told told retold
From the scriptures to the tabloids
All the fuss and none above a whisperThe soul of gold the belly of a boy

Well drew him from the forestLike they draw bloodTied him to a tree like St. Sebastian
And he turned his and let the arrows fly
Through the trees, the
The leaves

Boy cried wolfWolf don't comeWolf withinBoy cried
In the ancient mold they're dancing
to the moon but it don't answer
And they fell on their
and passed the bowl aroundAnd the blood the blood the blood

Boy wolf
don't come
Wolf
Boy cried

I am the body I am the
I am the of everything
bring me flowers that are myself
Garlands of blood are myself
Slain the lamb is himself

Torn reborn the cries of our
Are to the wind but whose to mind
are lifted up and kings are thrown

Lost retrieved
The human

Innocence had its dayInnocence had its dayInnocence